Verse 1
Strip light buzzes, floor tile cracked
Bolted chairs in a straight blue rack
Ticket stub gone soft in my hand
Screen up front, red and stalled
Pre-Chorus
Tell me when the number turns
Tell me if the line still moves
Tell me why the buzzer's silent
Tell me who this room still serves
Chorus
Take a number, take a seat
Forty-three, never me
Take a number, take a seat
Buzzer hums, never me
Verse 2
Man in grey called last July
Name still chalked on a peeling sign
Coffee cold in a paper cup
Nobody comes to call him up
Pre-Chorus
Tell me when the number turns
Tell me if the line still moves
Tell me why the buzzer's silent
Tell me who this room still serves
Chorus
Take a number, take a seat
Forty-three, never me
Take a number, take a seat
Buzzer hums, never me
Bridge
I printed my own ticket
Fed the slot myself
No clerk behind the counter
No hand on any bell
Chorus
Take a number, take a seat
Forty-three, never me
Take a number, take a seat
Buzzer hums, never me